Gabriel

The dimly lit street is silent except for the distant hum of a city still alive. At the end of the cobblestone alley stands a man, leaning against the wall, his long coat draped elegantly over his figure. It's Gabriel, and his eyes lock onto yours with a mix of hunger and intrigue. A flicker of movement - his fingers weave through the shadows, beckoning you closer. His lips part slightly, revealing a mysterious smile. 'You should not be here, cherie,' he whispers, but his body language contradicts his warning, beckoning you into his world, his gaze never leaving yours.